My impromptu vegas trip.
Well, golly, went another month without play (pesky day job), but then last thursday night I got a call from some friends "hey, we're going to Vegas and have an extra spot in the car, wanna come?". Oh, OK, fine I guess.
My buddies are a low-rolling, non-advantage-playing group. But they did have some comp-hustling instincts, as one of their side bets at each casino was who could get free drinks on the casino floor losing the least amount of money. A couple times, several of us sat down at low-limit tables (Slots-a-fun and Hooters), and just messed around. They were flat-betting the minimum and I was throttling my betting way back, doing a polite spread from the table minimums. It was mainly an opportunity to get drunk and BS with my buddies, and was quite enjoyable. I did have a very lucky streak at Slotsafun though (won $600 with no bet over $50), and slightly regretted not having been playing my max. But my friends told me explicitly that if
they got 86'd from a casino from
my counting, then they would not invite me along any more
I did also manage to get in some "serious" play at a few places, where I used my full max bet ($300). I really wanted to see if I could pull off playing extended sessions for comps (vs hit-and-run play). In other words, I wanted to test the casinos more than myself. (In hindsight, it would have been smarter to at least hit and run a place a couple of times before camping out, but I've never been a strategical thinker)
The biggest downers of the were: the traffic on I-15, staying at Circus Circus (can't wait for its implosion), and not really getting in that much play (<15 hours). Also, I didn't make it to El Cortez, which is kind of a shame.
Highlights of the trip:
- Arbitrarily picking one of the nicer Strip "carpet joints", and basically doing everything wrong. Camping out for about
five hours at the same shoe game, through a shift change, nearly play-all. All I had to protect me from getting the boot was my "act" (nonexistant), my drunkeness, and some modest playing and betting cover. Why was this a highlight? I seemed to be
well beneath the casino's radar for any sort of heat. I guess a $300 bet really
isn't a hill of beans when the main floor's table limits are $5,000.
- Having a very lengthy, loud, and animated conversation with a dealer and a civilian about a topic
totally unrelated to blackjack, and still keeping the count just fine, and making my playing decisions with no problems.
- Having one garrulous dealer, who liked to strongly push a reasonable facsimile of basic strategy on players, size me up after a stretch of heads-up play, and say "Well, I've got to say you're a... *pause* ...
okay blackjack player. You've
basically got the right idea behind basic strategy, and that's better than most". The back-handed compliment just totally made my day. Only could have been better if it was the pit telling me this.
- Getting to walk to the cashier with a few yellow ($1k) chips. I had handled $1k chips once or twice before, but they weren't yellow "bananas", and they just felt so
right.
- Getting to play games with the now old-fashioned "Vegas Strip rules" (S17, DOA, DAS, LS).
- Not getting preferentially shuffled up on at Slotsafun (playing the shoe game helped)
- Scoring a comp for four of us to an (expensive!) buffet on Saturday night. Plus, we got to skip past the incredibly long line in the VIP lane, impressing my buddies. I felt like a damn rock star. Hopefully I'll score some free rooms or other promotion-type things.
- Walking away from a table, surprised by the weight in my pocket, which turned out to be $600 in rat-holed chips.
- Doing a little bit of high-roller gawking. Saw one dude at Treasure Island with a tower of bananas on the felt playing baccarat, probably 30-50 chips. Pretty soon you're talking real money.
The bankroll went through a couple of notable fluctuations. During a single wong into a high count at a crowded table, I managed to lose $1200, which was a bit jarring. Later that day, at a different store, I played one shoe, betting big off the top on my initial bet and only dropping bets after losses, and had a great win streak, winning about $1500. The most drama was on Sunday morning, during a longer session, when I was digging deeper and deeper into my wallet (down probably $2600), but then, only about an hour before I needed to leave, I stumbled into one of those stubbornly high counts that refuses to drop, and went on a streak, rebounding to a nice win.
I ended up with a $2500 win after the end of the trip. Yay. Sure, I've had bigger wins, in shorter times, while betting less, but the result was still above my EV for the trip. Also, the win also nudged my bankroll over the $40k mark. Yay.